Yang Zhen stepped up to Hua Youyue, frowning as he asked, "What's wrong?"
Hua Youyue shook her head, taking a deep breath, her face displaying a strange expression she said, "Nothing, it just feels like the Tri-Floral Temple is about to be destroyed... I'm feeling a little uneasy... kind of like unwillingness to let go."
"Unwillingness?"
Upon hearing Hua Youyue's words, Yang Zhen was taken aback but quickly understood.
Despite being a life form perfected from one soul of Tri-Floral Saintess, Hua Youyue did possess a third of the Spirit Soul of Tri-Floral Saintess. Therefore, it was understandable if she felt some reluctance towards the impending destruction of Tri-Floral Temple.
Even Yang Zhen was loath to see such a beautifully marvelous place demolished. He looked up and gave Hua Youyue a reassuring grin, saying, "Don't worry, I am here!"
Saying this, under Hua Youyue's hesitant gaze, Yang Zhen suddenly leaped towards the top of Tri-Floral Temple.
"Ksitigarbha Skill!"
Boom!
